Author’s Note: All of the sections inside of the italicized parts are the memories. This is a flashback from one of their dates! Hope you enjoy it!
I sniff the candy Henry presented me with. I gasp and I am suddenly brought back to a memory I vaguely remember - the first time Henry brought me this chocolate.
I was sixteen at the time, and I thought that our sixth date was going to be awesome. I was deeply disappointed. We were at a theater, and we had purchased tickets to a romantic comedy titled, "That's My Wife!" We entered the theater, and Henry was being a gallant gentleman. He bought me popcorn, and my favorite candy, Reeses Pieces. I recall giggling as Henry tossed popcorn into the air and caught it in his mouth. We entered the dark theater and took the seats in the back row. I took a seat next to him and rested my head on his chest, not paying attention to the movie, but just listening to his steady breathing. I clasped my hand around his and looked up at him. He was grinning down at me. I smiled back and stared at the screen. The movie didn’t seem very interesting, I started to get a headache from it. The lids of my eyes started to shut and I succumbed to my body’s desire to rest.
I snap back to reality, shaking my head abruptly. “Thank you, Henry.” I present him with a genuine smile, before opening the package, and popping one in my mouth. Oh no, it’s happening again! I wince as the wave of nostalgia hits again.
My head slid down abruptly, and it collided with the hard armchair. I jumped, startled at the hard awakening. Henry wasn’t there. I looked around the theater, and just as I was about to give up, I saw the tattered edge of a Yankees hat. Henry had a hat identical to it. I rose from my seat and shimmied past all of the people to the side of me, cringing as I realized how I was blocking their view. I sneak around the side of the theater, and I’m shocked at what I see.
“Kara! Are you okay?” Henry asks, a concerned expression pasted on his face. “I was asking you what you thought of this cap?” He asked. He was wearing the Yankees cap. That stupid cap. Then I felt the feeling overcome me again, the feeling of reminiscence. Here we go again.
Henry was talking to this beautiful worker about my age, and it looked like he was flirting with her! I was shocked! The girl had long, shiny blonde hair, twinkling blue eyes, and a perfect complexion. It was no comparison to my short mousy brown hair pinned up in a messy bun, my brown eyes that were the same shade as mud, and my skin covered in freckles. The girl was twirling her hair around her finger and laughing at everything that Henry said.
My anger was boiling up inside me, before I couldn’t take it anymore. I jumped out from behind the wall, and nearly screamed at him. “Who is this?!” I shrieked as quietly as I could muster.
“Kara, this is B-” he started, but then I cut him off.
“I don’t want to hear it!” I pushed past both of them, and wiped at the tears forming in my eyes, and jogged out of the theater. “Just leave me alone!” I sprinted past the confused workers at the front, and walked out into the pouring rain. “Great, I totally forgot it was raining.” I grumbled as my hair grew wetter and wetter by the second. I sprinted towards where I thought my car was placed, and I grew angry at what I saw. It wasn’t my car, it was Henry’s grey Jeep!
I sat on the hood of the car, grimacing as the seat of my pants became soaked. I folded my arms and took out my phone. Dead. “Wonderful.” I muttered. “Does everything bad happen to me?” I was sitting there listening to the rain for a while, before I saw Henry rushing out of the theater. I could see the look of relief on his face when he spotted me resting on his car.
“Kara! What do you think?” He asks me. “Oh, the hat? It looks great!” I reply. He smiles sheepishly, and then clutches his keys. “Okay, well I’m going to go hang out with Josh.” Josh was Henry’s best friend. “Okay, bye!” “Bye!” He heads out to the garage and I hear the roar of his engine stir to life. That sound - it was the same one the Jeep made at the movie theater.
Henry made it to where I was positioned and without hesitation, he plopped onto the car and stared at me.
“What?” I ask glumly.
“What happened back there?” he asked.
“You were flirting with another girl, Henry! You were cheating on me! I think we’re gonna have to break up!”
Henry looked surprised, but then he burst into laughter. I stared at him in shocked silence. “What's so funny?” I asked, majorly confused.
“Kara, that was my cousin, Blair.” he assured me, still chuckling. My jaw dropped.
His cousin? I guess I could see the resemblance, I mean, their eyes were the same color, and they both had blonde hair. But the thought had never crossed my mind. “Your cousin?” I repeated in utter shock.
“Yes!” Henry exclaimed. “She’s two years older than me!”
My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. They were probably the color of a tomato by now. I took a deep breath and blurted, “I’m sorry, I was jealous, and I really like you and I didn’t want you to fall for someone else.”
Henry laughed and said, “Really?” When I nodded, he took my hand and said, “I really like you, too.”
My cheeks went from the color of a tomato to a light pink. I just grinned widely, before Henry cleared his throat and asked, “You want to watch a movie at my place instead?”
“Yeah, let’s do that.” I said, as I pulled as Reese’s out of my pocket and offered it to him. He accepted it without hesitation, and we popped them into our mouths at the same time.
“Cheers!” he said.